KAIA

Elder Liam steps forward from the crowd—a gray-haired wolf I recognize from pack gatherings.

"We don't care why, Alpha. All we care about is that the killings stop. So give him what he wants. One omega for the safety of hundreds."

Murmurs of agreement spread through the crowd like wildfire.

"If the rumors are true and she's half-Fae," someone else calls out, "why should we die for enemy blood?"

More voices join in:

"He's right."

"Why should we die for her?"

"She's not one of us."

I ...